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八年前的此时,我正感受着毕业季的离愁别绪,并试图在心里镌刻下大学里/、与我擦出火花的每一个名字。那时的我朝气蓬勃,仿佛永远有使不完的劲儿;那时的我还葆有一颗纯净的心,没有太多世俗的影子;那时的我以为日子会一直这样美好,只要朝着梦想的方向前进,便可伸手触摸到。步入社会,永远不会忘记,初到异乡徒步走在街上找工作时被磨破的鞋子,R身打拼遭遇的冷眼与尴尬,理想触碰现实后内心的失落和彷徨。还有那一年的寒冬腊
At this time eight years ago, I was feeling sentimental about my graduation season and trying to engrave my college / college name with me. At that time I am full of vigor and vitality, as if there will always be inexhaustible effort; then I still have a pure heart, there is not much secular shadow; then I think the days will have been so beautiful, as long as Dream direction, you can reach out and touch. Into the community, will never forget, first went to a stranger walking on the street looking for work was worn shoes, R body hard met the cold and embarrassed, the ideal touch reality after the loss and distraction of the heart. There is a year of winter wax